...I see.
She sighs. Slowly, she places the gun on her waist and picks up her wine glass from the table....
I understand Francis is fully devoted to the cause. More so than anything else. All these years, I'll admit he seemed just a little too strict, too zealous. After what I went through though, I feel like I understand him more. The feeling of being truly free... Of no longer being tethered to God. It is true ascension. Like the rain has gone, allowing me to see clearly. After 27 years, it's like I'm reborn. We need someone like him, someone who tells and knows the truth firsthand.
On the other hand, Ted. You did me so well. My life changed because of you. You helped me when I was at my lowest, time and time again. Your support, albeit reluctant, made all the difference. I wouldn't be here if it weren't for you. To all this, I owe it to you. I never said this before, but... You're truly a father to me. I... love you.
That is why I cannot choose between the two of you. I'm sorry.
...
Francis. I understand your pride has been hurt. It is understandable you feel this way. But let's face the truth. You and I are the only ones, aren't we? Surely you understand, this is just part of his nature. This skepticism, it's who he is, along with his care for people like me, Kiara, Terry, and so on. Your feelings are in the right place, but remember: Ted's feelings have only one place to be. He is bound. It isn't out of his own choice. He isn't like us.
...
But he could be.
It could be the one way to resolve this. It's been done twice now, hasn't it?
The way to give him freedom, the freedom he deserves for being such a good person. The freedom I believe he deserves, because I love him. Our freedom.
Don't you think so? Francis? Ted?